“Sometime around dawn the clouds had moved in and the rain started pouring down in sheets. My little circle quickly became muddy. My blanket was sopping wet. My hair hung over my eyes, plastered to my face by torrents of water. I shivered. There were trees a footstep away from the edge of the circle and I wanted to step over and sit beneath their branches for shelter. I craved shelter as much as I had hungered for food the night before. It rained and rained and rained. I felt miserable. I pitied... myself. I bemoaned my decision to come here and the difficulty in learning this way, its senselessness, its hardship. The trees and the bright dry spot beneath them looked like a palace to me. I agonized over whether I should step out of the circle and into the trees. I wanted to stay where I was and learn whatever I was going to learn about myself, about the Native way, about the world, and about my right place within it. But I was cold, shivering, miserable, alone, and afraid. Once again, I did as John suggested and admitted my feelings to Creation.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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